Confined Together with the Horror Game’s Male Lead - Chapter 188
Chapter 188
Translator: Yonnee
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“Miss Emily, Miss Emily.”
How could I get them to shut their mouths?
“Aaah!”
As I arrived at the lord’s room, a terrible scream echoed from inside.
“What’s going on?”
I asked the maids belatedly about the situation.
“Sir… Sir Hans, the lord’s attendant, accidentally spilled wine, and now the lord is enraged…”
Crash!
The sounds of things breaking and smashing reverberated from inside.
“P-Please, have mercy, Milord! Aaaah!”
Servants’ cries burst forth again and again. It seemed it wasn’t just objects being shattered.
“Miss Emily!”
Just then, a maid next to me called my name. When our eyes met, she flinched and lowered her head.
“Open the door.”
The maids, looking relieved as if they had been waiting for this, hurriedly opened the door.
I walked slowly into the room.
Click, click.
The sound of my heels echoed in the room.
The lord, who had been violently lashing out at his servants with a fierce red glare, turned to look at me.
“Emily.”
His tone softened slightly.
I glanced around the room.
It looked as if he’d been having a simple meal—overturned tables lay scattered, and I noticed one servant’s forehead was bleeding.
“Leave.”
At my words, the servants hesitated, casting nervous glances at Lord Hyden.
With a glare, the lord looked at me as though demanding to know what I was doing.
“Now.”
“……”
“If you choose to stay, I won’t stop you, but whatever happens next will be on you.”
The servants quickly left, understanding the warning in my voice.
Thud.
The door closed behind them.
“What is the meaning of this, Emily?”
Without saying a word, I approached the lord, who was still fuming with anger. Gently, I guided him to sit on the bed.
As he sank down, I looked down at him and spoke.
“Sir Dietrich is here at the castle.”
“He’s out at the moment.”
“But he’ll be back soon. I’ve reminded you—while he’s here, it’s best to keep things quiet.”
“…Hmph.”
Instead of responding further, I looked at him steadily. After a moment, he grudgingly answered, irritated.
“Fine. I’ll hold back.”
“Just endure until we’re ready to implement the ‘plan’.”
“Enough! I said I’ll do it!”
It was only a short time until the plan would be carried out.
Just a little more patience.
“Hah. It’s unbearable. What on earth is that man doing here?”
“Well, you did summon so many sorcerers. It was only a matter of time before the temple took notice. It’s for the best, really. Weren’t you planning to approach Sir Dietrich anyway, even if it delayed things a bit?”
The lord, still breathing heavily, lifted a hand and gently pushed aside the veil covering my face.
Satisfied, he let it fall back.
“Indeed, I’m glad I decided to take you in that day.”
The lord grasped my wrist, turning it to inspect my skin for any injuries.
“By the way, Emily, I heard Sir Dietrich was at the church where you go. Did anything happen there?”
* * *
When Dietrich returned to the castle after his investigation, the atmosphere inside was as cold as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over it.
The servants avoided meeting his gaze, huddling together and whispering nervously.
He sensed that something had happened.
“You think she’ll be all right?”
His sharp hearing picked up snippets of the maids’ murmurs.
“What are you worried about? She deserves it. She’s just a low-born orphan that the lord graciously took in, fed, and dressed nicely.”
Dietrich realized they were talking about Emily.
Did something happen to her?
“Still… the lord can be terrifying when he’s angry. She went in there instead of us…”
“I don’t see it that way. She’s just enduring whatever comes her way because she wants to keep her position. From orphan to…”
“What are you saying?”
“Ah!”
When Dietrich approached, the maids gasped, covering their mouths.
They quickly flushed upon seeing his handsome face.
Noticing their reaction, Dietrich offered a soft smile as he asked, “I’m curious, too.”
The maids, captivated by a single charming glance, exchanged looks and then eagerly told him everything about the situation in the mansion.
Dietrich’s expression hardened as he listened.
“…So you’re saying Miss Emily is being beaten right now?”
“Well… you must understand, Sir. She’s of low birth. She has to… Ah!”
Without waiting for more, Dietrich strode toward the lord’s room, ignoring the maid calling after him in a panic.
Outside the door, he found a servant with a bleeding forehead and another maid pacing anxiously.
They looked shocked to see him.
“You! How dare you betray the one who saved you by dallying with another man?!”
Crash!
From inside, the sounds of breaking objects and angry shouting could be heard.
At that moment, it felt like something exploded in Dietrich’s mind.
Without hesitation, he opened the door.
Inside, he found Emily collapsed on the floor, her hair and clothes disheveled, while the lord stood over her, holding a wine bottle.
Somewhere, he could hear the faint sound of something snapping, like a delicate thread breaking.
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